The last remnants of my wife's breastsdisappeared on Thursday while the loss of my testicles didn't happenuntil Saturday morning. Her features continu...d to harden while minesoftened. Her body hair was rapidly taking over the skin I once foundsmooth, and her beautiful long hair was still falling out in clumps,leaving a motley collection of long strands.My body shape was exhibiting curves that a young model would be proud of.Neither of us was correct. I still maintained a smaller yet. Pushing hard at the clothes between them she tries to get him inside of her through the cloth. Slowly his hands begin to move again, under her shirt, her soft skin caressed by his rough. Kneading her flesh, she feels his hands make their way around to her stomach, sliding ever upward until they find her breasts. When his hands find her nipples, pinching them through the lace of her bra, she moans louder than she did before. The heat between her thighs growing, and she can feel the wetness. His hands moved gently up my thighs and cupped my balls and wrapped around my cock as he continued to tease me. I moaned with pleasure and soon he took me in his mouth, wrapping his tongue around the head and parting his lips to take me as deep into his mouth as he could. My cock swelled as with each bob of Matt's head he went slightly deeper. He managed to get deep enough that I felt his nose touch my body. He held there for a moment before coming up for air, Matt smiled as he stroked my dick.. It was Tuesday and I had a 10:30 tee time with Mick and the gang. I opened the curtains and looked out at another sunny morning. I shaved and showered before dressing in slacks and sports shirt. Veronica, wearing a pink housecoat, was reading the newspaper at the kitchen breakfast bar and she looked up long enough to say, “Coffee’s in the pot. Have you got time for something to eat.” “No, I’m running a little late. I’ll grab some coffee and toast at the club.” “Right,” she said, putting the.